Amir Ingenmann

NOTES:I am not Jarl, Master, or Sir in IMs/OOC. Those terms are IC only. Just call me by name or address me as "Hey, you!".

Amir the character (Gor/Torvaldsland):

Height: 8' 1" / 78 Hort
Weight: 287 lbs. / 72 Stone
Hair: Dirty Blonde, w/bushy, expressive eyebrows
Eyes: The deep green of Thassa
Apparent Age (thank you, Serums): Late 30's, though his eyes speak of a much greater age.

Highly educated based on voice and manner, his accent at great odds with his overwhelming physique, especially as—like other men of Torvaldsland—he towers above all but his kinsmen,

"In Gorean legends the Priest-Kings are said to have formed man from the mud of the earth and the blood of tarns. In the legends of Torvaldsland, man has a different origin. Gods, meeting in council, decided to form a slave for themselves, for they were all gods, and had no slaves. They took a hoe, an instrument for working the soil, and put it among them. They then sprinkled water upon this implement and rubbed upon it sweat from their bodies. From this hoe was formed most men. On the other hand, that night, one of the gods, curious, or perhaps careless, or perhaps driven from the hall and angry, threw down upon the ground his own great ax, and upon this ax he poured paga and his own blood, and the ax laughed and leaped up, and ran away. The god, and all the gods, could not catch it, and it became, it is said, the father of the men of Torvaldsland." - Hunters of Gor, pg. 290

"The men of Torvaldsland," he cried, "are upon you!" ~Marauders of Gor, page 39

"'Do not attempt to interfere in the relationship between a man and his slave,' he said. 'That relationship is absolute.'" - Kajira of Gor, pg. 182

"There is NO High Jarl of a single Village, you are actually a Chieftain, and NONE of the Torvaldslands! At all. If you think you bad ass enough to be so, then you need whoop ass of every Chieftain of Every Village and any other Man that challenges you. Have fun!" -- Cʟᴀᴅᴀɪ Dʀᴇsᴅᴇɴ Nᴀᴛᴛᴇʜʀᴀғɴ (ayisle)